Spinster friends, I will never understand the St. Valentine’s Day cynics. Haters might say:
A. It’s a holiday invented by the greeting card companies.
B. It’s all about the commercialization.
C. It’s designed to make the single people feel like losers.
D. All of the above.
I just see someone who views the glass as half empty of its unfiltered tap water. Oh sure, I know the other argument as well. Expressing our love and appreciation of one another shouldn’t be limited to just one holiday. Uh yah, I think we’d all agree on that one, but it’s way more fun to have an excuse to do it with pink and red and chocolates and flowers.
Perhaps I should put this love of the holiday in context for you. I was the girl who got 1st place in the contest for best St. Valentine’s mailbox every year. And alright, it was a contest that existed solely in my imagination but dangit, I won. Nincompoop Nick and his shark mailbox (no doubt assembled by his mother whilst he secretly watched Power Rangers & Barney with his little brother) was no match for me and my television mailbox. It was so creative – one dropped the Valentines in and they’d change the “show” on the screen to your Valentine. I know. Brilliance. In high school I went all Martha Stewart and hand-colored paper doilies onto which I pasted hearts lovingly cut out of construction paper and lined with lace. A few years ago I delivered little St. Valentine’s baskets to my friends. I was like the St. Valentine’s Bunny!
So the cynicism makes no sense to me. I’m a firm believer that attitude is everything. Instead of this pessimistic outlook that seems to cast its gloomy shadow over the day, why can’t we all just hold hands and sing the “I Love You” song? (I had that stuck in my head all day on Friday. Others need to suffer with me. You’re welcome.) Furthermore, this is a holiday wherein you can eat an entire box of Godiva chocolates in one sitting without having to explain yourself to anyone!
Come, be happy with me, wear your pink and red, and:
- Carry Benadryl to prepare for possibility of being surprised with flowers at work.
- Practice your “that smells soooo good” and “this is delicious” exclamations so they come across as more authentic when your schnookums burns the dinner he decided to cook for you. (True story. Except schnookums was really my jerkface ex-boyfriend who also decided to write and sing a song to me – probably only to hear his own voice. I cringed through the entire thing.)
- Arm yourself with the facts of why chocolate is good for you so you can feel better about breaking your diet.
- Make sure you buy those color-catcher washer sheet thingies so your pinks and reds don’t bleed when you get to your laundry next Friday.
- Stock up on your stash of old school Valentines because admit it, it’s fun to get them and you could totally brighten someone’s day if you left one on their desk.
P.S. That awesome card above can be found here, on one of the best greeting card sites ever, Archelaus.